Monday, May 16, 2016

Within a month of being bitten, it cost the life of Robert James' best friend. Within a year, hundreds had died. All because of him.

Until he was bitten, Robert James was a regular college student. Now he seems to be the reluctant future of vampire kind and his world has been turned upside down. Pursued by the Dawn Warriors - a group dedicated to cleansing the world of evil - Robert's survival is at stake. Literally.

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Excerpt One:

My eyes narrowed and I hissed, "How did you know about the note, Pixie?" My voice was low and menacing. I didn't even look at her, just dug my fingers into the upholstery of the seat to keep the boiling rage inside me from spilling over.

"Galloway," she answered. "When he...he....in that dungeon...when..." She was shaking now.

I reacted without thinking. Reaching across, I placed a hand on her arm. "It's OK," I said, "it's OK. I believe you. I'm sorry."

Pixie inhaled deeply and let out a slow, steady breath. When she spoke again, she was back in control of her emotions. I wished I could have said the same thing.

"They hadn't felt that half-vampires were any threat until you came along. But now," she said, "they've realised their mistake. I overheard Tarrie telling someone your mother should be the first to die as that would send the strongest message."

As we pulled up opposite the house, I could see my mum talking to Mrs Harewood from next door, who was busy pruning the hedge that divided their properties. My heart leapt.

I hurled a twenty pound note at the taxi driver, half-dragged Pixie out of the car and tore across the road. My mother broke into a beaming smile when she saw me and opened her arms to greet me.

At that moment, I thought we'd made it in time. We hadn't.

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

I’m Lucy Eldritch and I write paranormal-horror-urban-fantasy-vampire fiction set mainly in Manchester (the one in the UK, not the one in New Hampshire) and London. I also love red wine, but I suspect that’s not really something I should mention. Not professional. Something like that. So, consider it un-mentioned.